by Kayani
The depths of the forest is my favorite place to be. Here I can see green leaves like fingers beckoning me to stop by and rest, birds flitting overhead as colorful as polished gems, and shafts of light filtering down and blending into the shadows of the forest floor, like a waterfall dissipating into mist as it descends. I can hear elusive birdsong that tickles the ear, the wind as it flows amongst the branches, and empty silence that fills every other moment in the forest. I can feel bark crumbling beneath my fingers and loamy earth squeezing between my toes while I recline on a fallen log. I can see, I can hear, I can feel in my favorite place, the depths of the forest.
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